CHAPTER 448 CONGENITAL DISORDER

Henry pondered for a moment and finally decided that he had to see Sam.

It was only because there was a voice in his heart that told him that he must go. Otherwise, he would regret it.

And he followed the voice in his heart. He took out his mobile phone and called Sam.

In the hospital, Sam was outside the emergency room and the light in the emergency room was still on. It had been several hours, but the light hadn't gone out yet. This showed that the patient in the emergency room wasn't in any normal danger.

"Mr. Smith, would you like to take a break?” The assistant beside him couldn’t help but asked Sam who looked a little tired.

Sam waved his hand. "No, I'll just wait here for her to come out."

He was so persistent that the assistant couldn't say anything else. He could only wait with him.

At this time, Sam’s mobile phone rang.

He straightened up and took out his mobile phone. When he saw the caller ID, something flashed in his eyes and he answered the phone.

"Mr. Lancaster, what's the matter?" Sam asked lightly.

Henry didn't care about his indifferent attitude. He said with the same cold tone, "Sam, what’s the surprise gift that you mentioned Sue?"

Sam raised his eyebrows. "You're calling to ask about this, Mr. Lancaster?"

"That’s right." Henry nodded.

Sam rubbed his eyebrows. "It's not a special gift, but since I was going back to my country, I thought of sending a gift to the Lancaster family. Unfortunately, there were some problems and the gift was lost."

"Sam, do you think I’d believe you? It doesn't matter though. I just want to know what that gift is. It doesn’t matter if you lost it," Henry adjusted his sitting posture and said in a cold voice. Content © 2024.

Sam said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lancaster. I have OCD. If I lose the gift, it means I can’t give it. Since I can’t, I don't think it’s necessary to tell you what the gift is."

"You really don't want to say it?" Henry was a little unhappy.

Sam sighed and didn’t answer.

Henry pursed his thin lips, "Since you don’t want to say it, then I won't force it too. But Sam, let’s meet. I want to know what's going on between you and Jacqueline. Why do you pay attention to her and why did you purposely call to ask me if she returned?

What's the hidden secret behind this?"

"There's a secret, but I don't want to tell you, Mr.

Lancaster. It’s getting late. If there’s nothing else, I'll hang up for now, Mr. Lancaster. Goodbye!" Sam hung u p the phone after he spoke.

Right when he hung up and was about to put his mobile phone away, he heard a beep.

The assistant quickly pointed to the light on the door o f the emergency room. "Look, the light's out."

The light went out?

Sam quickly turned around and saw that the red light had gone out, which meant the operation had ended.

He didn't know what happened to Yvonne.

Thinking about it, Sam passed his mobile phone to the assistant behind him. He walked to the door of the emergency room and looked at it with a slightly worried expression.

Finally, the door opened.

A tired and sweaty doctor came out. Sam stopped him before he could take off his mask. "Doctor, how is she?"

The doctor took the mask off and shook his head solemnly.

Sam felt anxious. "She's dead?"

The doctor gave him a blank look. "The patient isn't dead. She's been rescued. However, 20% of the burned area of her body was almost completely burned, especially her face, neck, and hands."

"All burned?” Sam's mind was blank for a moment.

The assistant behind him interjected, "In other words, she's disfigured?"

“That’s right." The doctor nodded.

The assistant immediately felt sympathetic.

Sam put a hand on the doctor’s shoulder. "Can it be cured? As long as it can be cured, I can pay as much a s you'd like." 1

"It's not about the money." The doctor shook his shoulders and sighed, "This lady is severely burned. Her skin has been destroyed and the subcutaneous soft tissues and cells are also burned. With the current medical and aesthetic technology in Canada, she can’t recover as before. At most, she can only have a large area of skin graft, but her face will be stiff and she can’t make any expressions."

"Isn't that a robot?” the assistant interjected again.

The doctor took off the gloves and said, "Almost. After the skin grafting, there will be a lot of scars left because her facial cells are burned. They're unable to promote metabolism and unable to absorb new skin, even on her neck and hands. In short, the situation is terrible."

Sam took a deep breath. "Is there really no other way?"

He was a little resigned.

Because of Yvonne's face, he really took her as his

sister.

And his grandmother liked her very much. He certainly hoped that she could recover.

However...

The doctor shook his head wearily. "I just said that with the current domestic skin grafting technology and medical aesthetics and plastic surgery, it's impossible to cure her severe burns. You can try it abroad though. The medical level of foreign countries i s more advanced than our local ones in terms of surgery, dermatology, or plastic surgery. Perhaps you’ll get something abroad."

"I got it. Thank you, doctor. I'll try." Sam closed his eyes. When he opened them again, there was a clear light in his eyes. "I have one last question, the child in her stomach..."

"The child is fine. The mother's great. She was burned so badly, but she didn’t roll violently. She protected the child very well, but has she ever had problems before?" The doctor looked at Sam.

Sam nodded. "Yes, she's experienced symptoms of miscarriage and almost miscarried.”

"That's it. Although the child was saved, the child’s been hurt due to the accidents. He may be born with a congenital disorder.”

"What kind of congenital disorder?" Sam asked.

The doctor thought for a while and replied, "Firstly,

physical weakness is absolute. Secondly, the child may be born with weak vision, vocal cord hypoplasia, o r eardrum blockage. In short, no one can tell, so you should carefully consider whether this child should stay."

After speaking, the doctor left to let Sam think about it.

Sam held his forehead with a headache.

What was this all about!

"Mr. Smith, Miss Frey’s out." The assistant reminded him.

Sam turned his head around and saw several medical staff pushing Yvonne out of the emergency room.

He quickly followed to see Yvonne.

She was wearing bandages all over her body and lying on the bed like a mummy. He felt very distressed.

She was healthy-looking and vivacious in the morning and even said goodbye to him. How could she end up like this in the afternoon?

God was really making fun of her.

"When will she wake up?" When he arrived in the ward, Sam asked the nurse who was hanging the drip for Yvonne.

The nurse blushed and said, "She'll wake up when the anesthetic is done."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you," Sam smiled politely a then

The nurse's face turned red, her heart pounding and she shook her head and waved, "No problem. No problem.”

God, this man was so handsome!

She had never seen such a man before.

Was he the husband of this lady in the hospital bed?

Without waiting for the nurse to verify the relationship between Sam and Yvonne, the nurse was called out.

Only Sam, his assistant, and Yvonne, who looked like a dead person, were left in the ward.

The assistant looked at Yvonne regretfully. "Mr. Smith, do you really want to take her abroad for treatment?"